Royalrevenge Stories

Satina is the on mission to take down the Royal Family and finish the family revenge. She ranks herself as a maid and enters the palace to earn Prince Qing's heart only to stab him in the back. However, things got out of hand when Satina actually falls in love with Prince Qing, now Satina must face a unavoidable decision. Betray her family, or betray her new found love?

Our future isn't defined by our pasts, even though previous actions can catch up on the present we wish for, it's up to us to decide if it pushes us to a brighter tomorrow or drags us down to a sorrowful today ~ ~ ~ The story has been told by years throughout the whole kingdom, the story of how the royal family was going to fall and Italy would go along with it on the hands of its worst enemy Alessandra Di Antonio Cerati, 18 years old princess of Italy, will have to deal with this threat the day her family gets killed by certain enemy. She, along with Nicholas Moretti, also know as the Heartless King of the Royal Guard, will have the mission to bring their precious kingdom back before it gets lost forever Not only will Alessandra have the mission to save her country but she'll have to face new problems along the way feelings for the first time like sorrow, fondness and love

This story is about a girl who is being bullied because she looks different. Little do the bullies know what is going to happen. They will finally realise it wasn't a good idea to bully.

Idkkk what to put here this is my first story

Princess Raisel, rose of the Trysia nation and beloved beauty of the Trysia empire. It's said that her battle strategies saved entire armies. That her wisdom and grace in the healing arts stopped entire pandemics in their tracks. Stories also say she loved more fiercely and more loyally than any before her. That her love led to a ruined nation, and a war that forever divided the royal family. That, my children, is how the Queen came to power. Hail Queen Raisel, the queen of crows and ashes...of death and rebirth. Cover created by meha-k CONTENT WARNING (more info in first chapter) -mild gore -death

Princess Diya Singh Rathore of Devgarh lived a life filled with love, trust, and dreams. And all of those dreams had one name-Prince Rudra Pratap Singh of Surajgarh. He entered her life like a fairytale. Perfect. Charming. Everything a girl would want. Diya fell for him, married him, and gave her whole heart. But Rudra's love was a lie. He never wanted Diya. He wanted Devgarh's throne. On her birthday night, after the celebrations ended, Diya heard him speaking to his brother and the royal minister- talking about how she was only a step in his plan. She was never his princess-only his ticket to the crown. Before she could expose him, Rudra set the palace room on fire. He thought the flames had ended her story. But fate saved her. Half burned and unconscious, Diya collapsed on a highway where Prince Veer Singh Shekhawat of Amergarh, a doctor, found her. He took her in, saved her life, rebuilt her face, and stood by her after hearing the truth. But Veer has his own secrets. His own reasons. His own connection to Devgarh's downfall. With a new face and a new name, Piya Khanna, Diya returns to destroy the prince who tried to burn her alive... and uncover the real motive of the prince who saved her. One man betrayed her. One man rescued her. But both men hide their own motives. And this time, the princess is the most dangerous player in the game.

Dark Royal Mystery • Palace Intrigue • Slow-Burn Revenge They burned her kingdom. They erased her name. They swore she died in the fire. But death was a lie. Now she walks the palace halls - veiled, nameless, and sworn to serve. Every step she takes is a trap. Every smile hides a blade. And one by one, the traitors will fall. The cruel heir rules with silence and blood. The rebel prince dreams of freedom and love. Neither knows the maid in black is here to destroy them both. When her true identity is revealed, the throne will shake... And the kingdom will drown in the past they tried to bury. Blood dripped from the tip of my blade, pooling at my feet like the secrets I've buried for years. Somewhere in this cursed palace, my next target was still breathing - but not for long.